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[04 Sep 2005|11:39am]
fuck fuck fuck

my parents are fucking assholes.

aka they were about to call the cops on taka.

so sorry about yesterday.
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[11 Aug 2005|05:00pm]
Follow In Peace, Love, Unity and Respect.
Let Them All Know (And Ravers Too) This Is Our Manifesto.

Ravers Manifesto

Our emotional state of choice is ecstasy.
Our nourishment of choice is Love.
Our addiction of choice is technology.
Our religion of choice is music.
Our currency of choice is knowledge.
Our politics of choice is none.
Our society of choice is utopian though we know it will never be.

You may hate us.
You may dismiss us.
You may misunderstand us.
You may be unaware of our existence.
We can only hope you do not care to judge us, because we would never judge you.
We are not criminals.
We are not disillusioned.
We are not drug addicts.
We are not naive children.
We are one massive, global, tribal village that transcends man-made law, physical geography, and time itself.

We are The Massive.
One Massive.

We were first drawn by the sound. From far away, the thunderous, muffled, echoing beat was comparable to a mother's heart soothing a child in her womb of concrete, steel, and electrical wiring.

We were drawn back into this womb, and there, in the heat, dampness, and darkness of it, we came to accept that we are all the same.
We came to accept that we are all equal.

Not only to the darkness, and to ourselves, but to the very music slamming into us and passing through our souls: we are all equal.

And somewhere around 35Hz we could feel the hand of God at our backs, pushing us forward, pushing us to push ourselves to strengthen our minds, our bodies, and our spirits.

Pushing us to turn to the person beside us to join hands and uplift them by sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical bubble that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors, atrocities, and pollution of the outside world.

It is in that very instant, with these very realizations that each of was truly born.

We continue to pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or buildings you've abandoned and left for naught, and we bring life to them for one night.

Strong, throbbing, vibrant life in it's purest, most intense, most hedonistic form.

In these makeshift spaces, we seek to shed ourselves of the burden of uncertainty for a future you have been unable to stabilize and secure for us.

We seek to relinquish our inhibitions, and free ourselves from the shackles and restraints you've put on us for your own peace of mind.

We seek to re-write the programming that you have tried to indoctrinate us with since the moment we were born.

Programming that tells us to hate, that tells us to judge, that tells us to stuff ourselves into the nearest and most convenient pigeon hole possible.

Programming that even tells us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops, and run through mazes and on hamster wheels.

Programming that tells us to eat from the shiny silver spoon you are trying to feed us with, instead of nourish ourselves with our own capable hands.

Programming that tells us to close our minds, instead of open them.

The world you've created for us, we dance fiercely with our brothers and sisters in celebration of our life, of our culture, and of the values we believe in:


Our enemy of choice is ignorance.
Our weapon of choice is information.
Our crime of choice is breaking and challenging whatever laws you feel you need to put in place to stop us from celebrating our existence.

But know that while you may shut down any given party, on any given night, in any given city, in any given country or continent on this beautiful planet, you can never shut down the entire party.

You don't have access to that switch, no matter what you may think.

The music will never stop.
The heartbeat will never fade.
The party will never end.
I am a raver, and this is my manifesto.
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le rave [08 Aug 2005|08:46am]
yes, there was this awesome rave Saturday night and yesterday morning. I met some awesome people like Robin and Nic Nac and Rava Flava. Got drunk, stoned, and went through 2 packs. I was rolling too and I got some awesome lightshows.

Then I met this awesome tranny named Ugly...and he hates Kyle too.

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[01 Aug 2005|08:20am]
- Happy Birthday JP
- Sorry about using your pack Taka
- Rave was awesome last night
- And Nate is being wierd

I feel that there should be more...but I am shit ass tired like whoah

Oh yeah...grounded from phone...so if you call and I do not answer...that is why
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[27 Jul 2005|04:33pm]
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By limitedbythesky

Baises Toi Stats

Formed: 27th July 2005
Split: 19th June 2011
Best Album: 'Truck Mutating Scopulae Antileft' 5/10 in the NME
Best Single: 'Skulks Jellaba Risotto' 6/10 in the NME
Records Sold: 34,522 in total (19,920 albums, 14,602 singles).
Reputation: Unknown
Groupies: To call luckyiota a slag is akin to calling Robert Mugabe a cunt with slight mental problems.
OtherIn 2007 Osama Bin Laden threatened to release a cover version of 'Devilled Tomans Overeats Yahrzeit Cruisers', unless he was immediately elected President of the United States. Presedent Bin Laden's first move was to announce a worldwide ban
on orgasms.

Baises Toi Member Profiles


High pitched, utter, off key shite. No we're not talking about Thom Yorke. We're on about moralbankruptcy!


boogiepop is determined to show their worth to Baises Toi by taking up guitar lessons. Take my advice mate,it isn't fucking worth it. Once shit always shit.

Constantly out of tune and rhythm, miangdaimajou is definitely a candidate for 'Best Two Fingered Bassist' in
the music industry.

sepia_deity cannot drum for shit and should quit before a wise man trolleys them in the head with a well-placed bullet.

baises_toi posesses the unique ability to detune pianos by simply looking at them.

Single Releases

# Title Date
45 Bevies Workups Aldrins Protend Tripoli Sep 2005
69 Fices Testoon Nov 2005
N/A Devilled Tomans Overeats Yahrzeit Cruisers Jan 2006
N/A Reeled Kept Futhorc Nov 2006
N/A Maintain Seas Acted Rattrap Jan 2007
N/A Flitch Zelkova Keypads Mar 2007
N/A Gelidity Pontifex Laywomen Coldest Pressman Mar 2008
N/A Nest Cabresto May 2008
N/A Durn Bled Aug 2008
N/A Checker Collate Subsume Abrasion Nov 2009
N/A Hocked Thirsts Reddles Berascal Label Feb 2010
N/A Skulks Jellaba Risotto Apr 2010

Album Releases

# Title Date
70 Preps Bice Dovening Clerisy Jul 2005
N/A Shrewd Unmarred Himself Oct 2006
N/A Kafirs Almehs Gambols Shairns Alders Snip Feb 2008
N/A Truck Mutating Scopulae Antileft Sep 2009

northern ireland's worst

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Semi-homosexual weedleaf [20 Jul 2005|02:06pm]
`enough said

pics coming soon. I PROMISE!!!

Harry Potter.... [20 Jul 2005|12:05pm]
hmm..parents going out to a wedding tonight...and I sit her contemplating what exactly I did to my hair...no, i didn't cut it. It's just in this really weird...position. All piled up on my head and held together by a single clip.

But I digress.

I'm remodeling my room. Of sorts. And I finally found my French-English Dictionary, that is, two months after I needed it. pha.

Also I've finished re-reading (sort of) HP6....and I'm STILL looking for someone to have a satisfying discussion with. I mean...I talked to Adrienne...but she always seems to be half awake nowadays (hmm...makes me wonder..)

You know, I hate how Draco and all the other "bad guys" have no complexity whatsoever...if I was going to criticize J.K. Rowling...it would be for that. I mean, Draco had barely ANY screen time and the times that he did he was...stupid.

And Ginny and Harry hook up? ^_^ Oh, the possibilities.......

Chris: (in the middle of a rant-ish) I mean, who else IS there?

Shannah: *pauses* uh...Neville?

*shakes head sadly*...poor girl. She must see the light.

I'd go biking or something....but mom found out that I went out alone the other day and basically has me locked in the house now...

which is probably why I'm itching to talk to someone or do something....SOON.

and WHY is no-one on aim?? It's SUMMER for crying out loud!

Chris's inner voice: Maybe it's because these people have a life?

Damn....good point. So...why don't I have a life?

Because I'm a dork that people are ashamed to associate with.

I should have taken another class, kept myself busy, or--

ooh..a crow!...its pretty...its black...its in my backyard....and its...humongous...like...the size of half my arm humongous.

meh...I'm hungry...I think I'll go eat...now. Unless I have to...cook.

And then maybe I can think about how Ginny is going to do Harry and (possibly) have special kids...and that will sustain me. I think.
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Willy Wonka [18 Jul 2005|11:10am]
I saw Willy Wonka!!!! FIVE TIMES IN A ROW!!!

Willy Wonka(on screen): *hands Charlie a chocolate* Here, it'll make you feel better.

Me: (thinking) Isn't chocolate an aphrodasiac?

Some girl in front of me: Doesn't chocolate make you want to have sex??

Me: *snortsnicker*

yeah. My summer has amounted to this.
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Harry Potter and Myspace [16 Jul 2005|03:01pm]
quite a few things occured yesterday. First, I decided to meet up with Adrienne and Kristen and Amber at the Spectrum. Then from then on, I saw 1/2 of Northwood, and myspace people were being wierd.

1. Saw Andrew Clark when I was with Adrienne
2. Amber got a thong and went up to this one guy and asked if they had any smaller thongs
3. I was walking with Adrienne and the wierdest convo happened...

Me : Blah blah blah preenery blah blah
Person with pink hair : OMG....HI!!! AREN'T YOU BAISES TOI FROM MYSPACE -insert scream here-
Me : uh...hi O__O
Person : It's me....Kei from myspace
Me : hi O______O

yea...again...that happened

AND I saw an ex.

Harry Potter party was really awesome. I met up with the Northwood group...Adrienne and Lindsey and Corrine and some others. I introduced them to JP and we did our impressions of our favourite period goddess, Julia. I also saw the other half of NHS, and I saw some old familiar faces from the past. Yes. That is what happened yesterday

edit : I found my camera in my car
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dead bird [13 Jul 2005|12:25pm]
um...today, when I went to get the estimates done on my car, I accidently sat on the Manager's parakeet and killed it.

I was freaking out and stuff.

Yeah. The car drama goes on.

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